Motorway= UK And Cornwall Islands term for the US 'Interstate Highway' though The Cornwall Islands version is more like the UK version with narrower medians.
Movie Max fictitious series: July Eighteenth is about an alien invasion with aliens that experiment on humans.
Revenant is a fictional series about a ghost that can possess people.
Bloody Omaha is a fictitious series about the US D-Day landings in June 1944.
Robert is about Robert Smalls who was a US Civil War era slave who stole a Confederate supply ship to free a group of slaves and himself. He eventually served in the US Congress.
This chapter makes reference to the movie Team America World Police which is full of juvenile and gross jokes. If you need context the Youtube codes are LasrD6SZkZk, iKqGXeX9LhQ, MYECYfY7Gu8
Dark ride: An indoor amusement ride that transports passengers through a series of specially lit scenes using guided vehicles. Disney's Haunted Mansion is an example.
This whole series is long and descriptive with lots of details to paint a picture in your mind.
Saturday, July 18, 2020
The shuttle bus took us to breakfast at Captain Joe's again and once we had all sat down, Claire led the morning meeting over breakfast, "Good morning couples! Today is the first day of a special shoot for the nudoir books. We will be heading to Robert Stephens Falls. The Cornwall Islands were never a slave colony thanks to our first Governor Robert Stephens, a Quaker which was a prominent anti-slavery organization. The government honored Robert Stephens, not only as our first governor in 1689, but also in honor of his staunch anti-slavery values. There were no permanent settlements until then due to fighting over The Cornwall Islands in the Anglo Dutch wars which had ended five years previous."
"This beautiful waterfall measuring forty feet high will be the backdrop for a photo session which will include makeup artists who will use water resistant makeup. You will all receive a class on photography concepts from none other than Jean Claude Debreux who was one of the photographers for Playboy from 1978 to 1984."
This was the first time we were going to be taking photos for the book, "Jennifer smiled... sort of then looked at me, "Joshua. Can we make this book more glamorous than sexual? I love the idea of making this book with you and I hope you love it when we are done... But... we literally have dozens of videos taken with my vagina open and your cum leaking out of me and they are going to be on the internet. Can we tone this one down?"
I nodded and was good with it. I took what she said on our wedding day to heart, "Don't tell me how I feel."
The falls were an hour to the Southwest of town in a hilly area of forest and the parking was a good half mile from the falls. We hiked a fairly easy path along the Stephens River to the base of the falls to see yet another picture postcard view of the waterfall which collected in a pool at the bottom. The pool was surrounded by a grassy flat area on the far side of the pool where they had five makeup artists waiting with chairs and makeup tables. I'll give credit, they were ready for us and Jennifer was in the second group of five so we had our class on manual camera settings with Jean Claude during the time the first group was having their makeup and hair done.
Jennifer asked if I had anything special in mind and I only asked that she not go for "Tammy Faye Baker" makeup as in too much. Jennifer was a pretty light touch with makeup at home and I always appreciated that. The request went well when she asked, "So you like me natural?"
I answered, "I love you being natural."
Her smile... I could see she relaxed as she understood I was on board with the book being softcore rather than hardcore. SCORE! I melted her heart completely with that one. I had no idea it would play so well, but I'll take the win.
When we were introduced to Jean Claude Debraux, now aged seventy-five. I appreciated that he emphasized beautiful poses with the beautiful scenery in the background over commercial overly bright and unnatural ones. Under his direction, I took almost two hundred pictures of my gorgeous wife. Two of the pictures ended up being my favorites; in one she is mostly walking away and toward the pool at the base of the waterfall and she is looking back at the camera over her shoulder. You only see her bottom and a bit of side boob, but her expression is coy and she has the warmest smile. The second was near the end when she dove into the deeper part of the pool then turned around and came back, hair wet and slicked back, walking toward the camera. It was fairly tame frontal nudity, but again, her smile... with a hint of 'You're getting laid later tonight' in her eyes.
To me, she is the ultimate beauty in female form.
Dinner was Burger Whirled, yes again, and no one complained when Movie Max took a vote on where to take us for dinner. BTW their Garlic Parm French Fries are yet another item that went on my too long favorites list.